Butterfly Rise

Butterfly Rise

A Poem by peter Duggan

A song of transformation


Butterfly Rise


Butterfly rise in your beauty and your grace

Come forth from that old worn out shell.

Come show me your beauty

And the truth of your face

And open the gates of this Hell

Break open the gates of this Hell.


Rise up from that prison

 that you've made for yourself

Just thrust it aside like a rag.

Rise up from your greed

Be free from your wealth

Break free from those chains that you drag.

Break free from those chains that you drag.


Rise, rise, rise, rise oh butterfly rise

Just spread out your wings and you'll fly.

So rise, rise, rise, rise Oh butterfly rise

It's only the old that will die.


Reach for that light that you feel in your heart

Let it drown you in the sweetest mystery.

Dissolve like the salt as it blends with the sea

And then you the ocean will be

As you reach for the sky like a tree

As you melt into the rarest mystery.

© 2017 peter Duggan

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Added on October 2, 2017
Last Updated on October 2, 2017